The Rise of the Watchman: A Hemisphere Story, #2

By G Oldman

Being assigned a guardian angel isn't all it's cracked up to be.

All Daniel Corgan wants is to finally settle in to the new town he's moved to, do his job, and raise his kids. But he soon learns there's more to Hemisphere than meets the eye. Just below its quaint, small town surface are the things that go bump in the night. For real. 

His guardian angel charges him with responsibilities he never expected but Daniel embraces them as he sets out to become the new Watchman of Hemisphere. 

His new assignment is put to the test when some of the older businesses are targeted in a crime spree, leaving the HPD with its hands full. Who are the gloved burglars and what is it they're looking for? Each piece of the puzzle broadens the mystery.

Peril in the Park is a Hemisphere Story. G Oldman along with writers Billy Baltimore, JJ Belding and Kit Nash have built Hemisphere and are chronicling the town and its residents. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Chris Stoesen
• Release date: Jun 11, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386354192

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The Rise of the Watchman

A Hemisphere Story

G. Oldman

Copyright © 2017 G Oldman

All rights reserved.

To the Sprinters, Good friends one and all. Thank you for making Hemisphere happen.

Chapter 1: Something Wicked

The demon heard the voice of its master. Smoke curled around its fangs as it grunted his acknowledgment. The trip to the house was accomplished in a blink. It examined the thresholds. None of the usual things were there. No salt, no circles and no other typical new age nonsense they have been running into lately. There was something else though, much older that was both familiar and frightening to him.

Staying in the shadows, the creature moved and circled the house. The shadow passed under the window. It paused long enough to hear and become uncomfortable.

The demon stroked it's chin and thought how to accomplish his mission. This one will require subtly to over take. Shame and humiliation is the entry way. Yes, that'll be the start. He cracked his warped knuckles and smiled revealing his loathsome teeth. They were long, pointed and jagged. Coated in green filth and anxious to tear into the flesh of his adversaries.

He turned from the window and stared into the chest of a tall man. The demon flexed its fingers and spoke in it's raspy voice.

You have no...

The words and its head were cut off by the same fluid motion from the man's sword. With smoke and a flash of red light, the demon disintegrated before his eyes.

He replaced the sword into its hidden scabbard and smiled. This was the fun part of the job. He didn't get to do this nearly enough for his liking. It was time to meet his primary protectee.

He stopped and listened. What he heard made him smile. Finally, he had a watchman worthy of the title.

Chapter 2: Calling the Watchman

Moving to a new town is always disrupts your life. There is so much to consider and unpacking opens memories you thought were locked up tightly in the past. He pulled his dead wife's picture from the box. Daniel Corgan placed it on the bedside table and wept.

He inhaled deeply and tried to resume his normal morning routine. Daniel knelt beside his bed and clasped his hands together. After a few minutes, he turned his Bible to James Chapter one. The highlighted verses stood out as he reread it again and again.

If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.  But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That person should not expect to receive anything from the Lord.

He closed the Bible and fervently prayed aloud.

I know you put me here in this strange place but I don't understand. There are things going on here that just defy explanation. It hurts so bad to not have Danielle with me anymore. Please give me wisdom and guide me through this day.

That was when he heard the footsteps. He dropped his right hand and held his left up with the palm open in a stop gesture. When he opened his eyes, he spun to the side to use the bed for cover and raised his service Glock to point at the intruder.

Ebenezer stood still with his hands open in front of him. He smiled at Daniel and through that crooked smile said, Fear not.

Ebenezer almost giggled at that. Daniel looked confused to see a man in dark clothing and a trench-coat standing in the doorway to his bedroom. The man was neither handsome nor ugly.

Daniel moved to a two handed grip on the pistol. He stood up and turned his head to the side.

I'm not afraid. I want to know how you got in my house, uninvited.

Ebenezer nodded his head, "I was invited. By you in fact. Did you forget what you prayed? I mean James talked about a man forgetting what he looks like, but did you just forget what